Cruise by Drew Elyse

Author:Drew Elyse [Elyse, Drew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-08T16:00:00+00:00

“This is fucked,” Gauge muttered.

He wasn’t wrong.

After arranging a sit down with Officer Andrews, I’d learned that shit with the Devils was worse than we thought. The Hoffman PD had already had a couple busts and four ODs that involved product branded with devil horns—their shitty, obvious calling card. The Devils weren’t just making moves, they were moving the fuck in on our territory.

There was a time, back before any of the current members—besides Doc who came in when shit was coming to a head—that the Disciples weren’t the club we had today. Drugs, guns, women, the club had dealings in all of it. The money had been good, and the thrill was too much a draw. Then, that shit nearly destroyed them. Brothers in prison, brothers getting shot. Even families were being targeted.

It wasn’t an easy road for the small sect of brothers that wanted to see an end to that shit to get the club there, but they fought tooth and nail to drag the club out of that darkness and make it what it was today.

Since then, we’ve kept that shit out of Hoffman. We weren’t the police, we weren’t even fucking vigilantes trying to save everyone. People wanted to take the drive past the town line and get that shit, they did it and we didn’t give a fuck. What mattered was that some assholes weren’t going to be preying on our town, and we made sure anyone that thought to do so knew it.

The Devils would get one warning. No “three strikes, you’re out” bullshit. I’d called a meet with their president to issue the statement. They’d either back the fuck off, or we’d do whatever necessary to make them.

Gauge, Roadrunner, Doc, and Tank were with me to deliver this message.

Which meant it was all of them, not just Gauge, getting pissed that we’d been waiting for going on a fucking hour.

“How the fuck long do we sit out here with our dicks in our hands while they pull this shit?” Gauge continued bitching.

Another time, I might have told him to stand down. Now, with the shit the Devils were pulling and the blatant disrespect they were showing by not being at the meet on time when us calling it meant they got to name the place, he was right to be ready to blow.

If they didn’t show soon, the warning would go out the fucking window.

“Code is that we wait until that hour mark,” Doc chimed in. “We got fifteen minutes left. At that point, the fuckers reap what they sow.”

There was no arguing that. It was the way shit was done. It was the way we worked. Gauge didn’t have to like it. Fuck, I didn’t have to like it and I wasn’t while we stood in the fucking sun on a remote patch of land two hours out of Hoffman. It was just the way it was.

With just over five minutes left on the clock before we rolled out and started planning

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